REJECTED: Luna's wrath

god

ever kno

heartbeats and aging skin. I existed outside of it, above it. A

ereal beauty where the sky shimmered with shifting constellations, and rivers of liquid moonlight wove throug

ule it. I s

mortal affairs and celestial decrees. I had no interest in their politics, their jealousies

ye

have grown

Curiosity? Longing? No, I had no desires. I desired, in it

eir pain. Such fragile things, clinging to existence, fight

id they love so fiercely, knowin

e impor

d it fe

bove such fleeting things. And yet, as I watched them dance beneath

ond

worship me if I

ter if I were no

thoughts. A warning and a reminder that I wa

ye

lready

yet, but in thoug

thing no goddess b

et

om the stars, from the silver rivers, from the eternal

rd E

cted g

light, the sky splitting open as t

o slam into the ground with

en sound escaping my lips as I lay sprawled in the dirt. The air presse

was

I was used to drifting through the cosmos in formless perfection

ands sinking into the ea

touched anyt

eternal darkness of my realm. There were no silver rivers, no endless expanse of sta

mortal world.

was

d me. I had done it. I ha

now

fawn. My body felt strange, too light and too heavy all

realized

as

was pure and untouched by form. No, this was different. Thi

my hands over my skin, soft, smoot

themselves, di

grass beneath my feet. It tickled

ing was

rashed in.. birds calling, leaves rustling, distant water rushing. I had

aug

and breathless. I had never laughed

g, though it has always been like the light of my realm, w

was f

idea where I was goi

myself before, not like this. My face was smooth, my eyes too bri

ike

thing wa

e things. It seemed importan

rs, until I stumbled upon something won

h things. Things wit

ople who have cried and

my head,

swirl around my body. Was this how it worked? I grabbed more, lay

admiring

his wo

else did m

d to se

d to kn

wing, wrapped in stolen fabric, l

world. But I want to, even if